Thursday, February 17, 2011
No, YOU Shut Up!
So I sing and play drums in this band. It's on again/off again, and right now we are on again. And it's good. We play covers, and one of my song suggestions was Paul McCartney's "Every Night" from his 1970 solo debut. I've loved this song since day one, and I occasionally fixate on it. Those "Wooo oooo oooo ooooos" make me weak. Lately, it's been bordering on obsession and I felt I just needed to sing and play it.
My bass player...or maybe I'm his drummer, but that's hardly the point...met my suggestion with a mighty cold, "Yeah, I'll do it. But I don't like that song."
This is nothing new. He and I had a similar reaction when our guitar player suggested the Stray Cats' "Rumble In Brighton." (Or, "Stray Cat Strut." Or, "The Knife Feels Sharp Like Cheddar." Or some frigging thing.) And the guitar player and I usually harmonize eye-rolling whenever our bass player suggests some soul/gospel medley of "Mickey's Monkey/His Eye Is On The Sparrow/Chocolate City/Numberless Are The World's Wonders/Hog For You" usually reserved for a 19 piece, R&B, gospel orchestra. But again, this is not my point.
I was a little surprised at my bass player's reaction to "Every Night." I mean, how could anyone not like this perfect piece of pop balladry? And from a Beatle, no less. Well, he was a good sport. (He usually is.) And we did it. It was good, and the "Woooo ooooo ooooos" satisfied all my woo-woo needs.
But this reminded me of a little misunderstanding had between me and my cousin about 7-8 years ago. He loved the Fountains Of Wayne's second album, but really disliked their debut. I didn't see this as a matter of opinion. (My fault) It made no sense...to me. Both albums are identical...to me.
Here's my question.
Is there an artist or a song, that you just cannot grasp another's love or hate for?
It's one thing to lay all your money down on the Vanilla Fudge, and then bitch about a lousy return. But I have a friend, an adult, who thinks The Stone Roses are better than The Beatles. That, I do not forgive.
Posted by Sal Nunziato at 4:27 AM